The Vestibule Limited Mystery — page 25: what you’re looking at

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7 Te eed 16 THE sranthith LIMITED <IYSTERY. agine that if her face matches it, the girl must be a charmer indeed. She will raise that plagued vail after a while, and give me a chance to see her face. Meanwhile I observe the young man with whom she converses. He is good-looking, intellectual, and has the ap- pearance of a man accustomed to wealth. I have seen him somewhere, that [am sure of as soon as my eyes fall on his face, and I set my brains to work, endeavoring to remember just where, as Colonel Acton has not seen fit to mention even his name. One thing is evident—this man is head over ears in. love with the vailed woman. J can see that with one eye closed, for his-actions declare him insnared by her spell. | I fall to moralizing, and remember how the strongest men I have known, able to resist all ordi- — nary temptations, have fallen at length in the snare set by some siren. It seems that man’s. best friend and worst enemy in this strange world of ours is— woman. Then I smile complacently as I reflect that I have been above the common run, since I have reached the age of forty and never compromised myself as yet in a love scrape. No matter how lovely the face might be, Duncan Craig has been able to sneer at the fancy, and devote himself strictly to business. I would not have the reader believe me an ogre—I know lots of happy benedicts and envy them their = lot, but have long since made up my mind that fate a never intended me for such a state. Perhaps my time may yet come, I admit, while sitting there watching the couple opposite by means of the small mirror between the windows in my — “comic 200ks. com